:::sanjay kothari:::

funhouse

i am so tired i am 
tired of the judgment
i am so tired of trying to please you

i try so hard to find 
the right words 
the right sounds but i don’t know what you hear

there is a love inside
that you could know
shut to the truth that i’m trying to bring you

but i don’t mind
i’ve never been your kind
i may be out of time
but i haven’t started to fight

just take one look around you in the funhouse
one hundred mirrors staring in the funhouse
we see the next guy, the next guy, the next guy
why can’t you see when you’re looking at me?

what do you want should i
step to the line
pretend a smile when we both know the truth here

i wouldn’t know 
i’ll never try
i’ll never offer you lies, no no

and now i know, if i
never arrive,  i know that i never compromised

but i don’t mind
i’ve never been your kind
i may be out of time
but i haven’t started to fight

just take one look around you in the funhouse
one hundred mirrors staring in the funhouse
we see the next guy, the next guy, the next guy
why can’t you see when you’re looking at me?